Shout out to my brother for taking me to my interview, then waiting for me to finish, then taking me to get some Chinese food before we came home and pretended like we didn’t just finish eating
Freakin’ storm broke our tree. Man, we always used to play in that tree when we were kids. There was even a branch that we called the rocking horse because, well, we could rock on it like it was a rocking horse. It was pretty cool.
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